As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 57 The Hunt Begins

Thinking of this, Xu Yan suddenly felt an unbearable itch on the back of his hand.

After removing the bandage, I discovered that on the back of my hand, black marks like insects had appeared at some point, ready to move as if waking from hibernation.

The corners of Xu Yan's mouth curled up dangerously.

His left hand gently fiddled with a sharp talisman pen, causing silver lightning to dance lightly between his fingers.

He put his right hand, which was gradually becoming uncontrollable, in front of his eyes and observed it carefully.

The scars on his right hand crisscrossed each other, some new, some old, some deep, some shallow.

The deepest scar almost cut off the entire little finger, which was completely beyond the scope of normal card-making mistakes and self-injury.

The air in the attic was frozen, and a dangerous atmosphere was stirring among the scars and brands.

"try again?"

Xu Yan smiled and said to his right hand.

The black mark hesitated for a long time, and finally did not dare to continue spreading. It shrank, dimmed, and dissipated.

The power of the "Blade of the Deep" once again hid deep into the flesh and blood.

Xu Yan snorted coldly, shook his right hand, and vaguely wrote the three words "long, medium, short" on the ground, and continued to plan his future path.

His long-term goal is of course to restore the Human Emperor Banner to perfection.

Only then can he figure out what he experienced after stepping into the Human Emperor Banner and what exactly happened to the collapse of the cultivation world.

His mid-term goal is to enter Dawn City with a legal identity.

The Alliance of Heroes divided the world after the Cataclysm into "core area, safe area, planning area, wilderness area and polluted area."

Only by entering the safe zone and becoming a true citizen are you eligible to participate in the economic, political, military and production activities of the alliance.

And obtain massive amounts of information and cutting-edge technology from formal channels such as the Lingka Association.

Only then can you get guidance from famous teachers, obtain abundant resources, carry out formal card making and spirit control training, and climb to the top of the world step by step.

The main part of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect's token is also hidden in the hands of someone in Dawn City. The token must be taken back to restart the "Land of Echoes·Ten Thousand Souls Sect".

Before entering Dawn City, he still had an urgent task to complete.

Confirm the original body's identity, resolve the original body's obsession, draw the most surging power from the original body's obsession as strong as a volcanic eruption, let the new soul and body perfectly integrate, completely stabilize, break through the limit, and be qualified to participate in the high-end game of Dawn City.

By the way, a lot of details and witnesses and evidence were added to the identity of "Xu Yan, a refugee in the wilderness", completely cutting off any possible suspicious connection between "Xu Yan" and the "gravedigger".

And it all comes down to a name.

"Silver Tongue" Riley.

The most famous underground broker in Rolling Stone.

It was this guy who brainwashed the original body and sold it to Dr. Hyde.

"After more than half a month of investigation, the preliminary work has been completed."

Xu Yan's eyes sparkled: "We've finally found Silver Tongue Riley's hiding place. It's time to start the real hunt!"

……

At midnight.

Xu Yan covered his carefully disguised face with a rubber mask and stepped into the "Shadow of the Rose" bar.

It was a time when the place was bustling with people and extremely lively.

The pungent smell of blood, the strong smell of perfume, the dizziness caused by a slight lack of oxygen, and the stimulation of high-frequency flashing lights make people feel like they are falling into a dream.

A fighting spirit arena that is more than ten meters long and wide has become the absolute center of the crowd of hundreds of customers.

At each corner of the arena floated a [Spiny Jellyfish]. This guardian spirit, possessing immense defensive power, stretched its tentacles to their limits, entwining them to form a protective barrier around the arena.

On the stage, the blue team's spirit master summoned a relatively rare equipment-type spirit.

The blazing fire of life pushed the old remnant soul to the extreme, transforming it into a real power armor.

The left arm armor of the power armor is equipped with a flamethrower, and the right arm armor is equipped with an oversized alloy chainsaw.

The chainsaw roared, as if it could even saw through rocks.

However, the spirit master is armed to the teeth.

But he was beaten like a rag doll by his opponent.

In just ten seconds, the physical power armor was turned back into a translucent pure energy form.

And from the stable magnetic field with a relatively strong structure.

The opponent's punches shattered the spiritual energy ripples.

The abuser himself was a giant man who was nearly two meters tall and had muscles that were lumpy like tumors.

The guardian spirit floating behind him was even more astonishing in size, like a furious giant god.

The battle pattern on its forehead that looked like crisscrossing claws allowed Xu Yan to recognize its identity, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"[Rakshasa Disciple]? That's crazy!"

The Rakshasa Sect was a martial arts force that once dominated the world in the late Second Era.

The late Second Era was the most insane, chaotic, and dangerous period of all the historical stages of the Four Eras.

At that time, humans unraveled the mystery of the life magnetic field through continuous practice of martial arts.

And by madly bombarding the magnetic field of life, breaking through the limits of genes and even the soul, he reached a super martial arts realm comparable to magic.

The side effect of detonating the life magnetic field is that everyone becomes obsessed, and the whole world is ruled by lunatics with disordered magnetic fields and crazy about martial arts.

To these crazy and devilish martial artists, public interests, technological progress, civilization development, and even their own life and death are all insignificant matters.

They only desire one thing:

war!
Fight until the end of time!
Fight until civilization is destroyed!

Fight until the fucking world collapses and all the stars in the sky are fucking turned into dust!

The martial arts madman who ultimately destroyed the Second Era, even if only a wisp of his soul remained, could not be controlled by the Spirit Master of the Heroic Spirit Era.

Therefore, the Spirit Card Association identifies all spirits from the late Second Era as evil spirits, malevolent spirits, and even demonic spirits.

Anyone who dares to sign a contract with the residual souls of the late Second Era, even if no substantial bad consequences are caused, is an "evil spirit master" and can be killed by everyone.

really.

The evil spirit master who drives the "Rakshasa Disciples" is like an extremely powerful person with a disordered life magnetic field. He is crazy about martial arts and has no humanity.

After blasting the opponent's guardian spirit with a punch, causing the "power armor" to completely shatter into shining energy fragments, he fled back to the seal card in a panic.

Facing the unarmed opponent, he still showed no mercy. Instead, he roared and lifted the unarmed opponent high up.

"Crack, click, click!"

The Rakshasa Disciple's energy hands dug into his opponent's wrists and ankles like red-hot iron vices.

Even the deafening and violent music could not cover up the sounds of breaking bones and the screams of opponents.

The screams made the "Rakshasa Disciple" and its master even more excited. They swung their opponent three times, threw him out of the ring, and slammed him into the audience.

(End of this chapter)